Pet therapy

They were curled up next to me tonight, and it felt so darned good that I just now took my meds because I didn't want to get up and risk them moving.

Unlike the dogs who died, only one of these routinely curls up beside me.

They're sister and brother, inseparable, and it's nearly impossible for me to think of them singly. I think it's nearly impossible for them to think of themselves singly. I think I envy them that, which should tell a lot about me psychologically. It's funny. I've known a lot of dog siblings and none were like this.